'Ello again guys! Long time no see, eh?

Alright, sorry this chapter took soooo long to write. I know its been a while, but i think this chapter turned out...um... well decent atleast. ;p

i've been watching the lost boys alot lately, trying to see how david acts around others he doesnt well know and how different he is around "the boys". And the frustrating part is they give no hint as to how david even met star, led alone how he acts around her when its just them together. Soo really, i didnt have much to base his dialogue off this chapter, so please forgive me if he seems a little off character! My apologies agian... :P Jeez, i feel like such a freak trying to analyze his character like this...lol. David was just meant to be drooled over by thousands of adoring fangirls, not analyzed! lol jk jk jk.... :3

Well, midterms are over now so ive had some time to write more on this, and im almost done with the next chapter after this one, so it should be out sometime soon too.

And, as always, comments, constructive criticism, questions, concerns, flying pancake jokes, etc. are welcome. :D Please review! And a big thanks to all the readers out there who have stuck with me and this story! Thanks again!

power to all the lost boys fangirls out there! woot woot! and all you fanboys too....you know who you are. ;3

Until next time,

-Savvy

The soft melodies under the lyrics of the song put Lily at ease. She analyzed the music, feeling its layers, the bass, the beat, the words. She felt like a bit of a freak doing so, but it always had a calming effect on her. The air was cold in the high school bus, and she drew her coat tighter around her. Her iPod lay dormant in her hand, the headphones projecting her favorite songs into her ears. It had been a rough day at school, and she just wanted to get home. Although home probably wouldn't be much better.

Her friends had pestered her all day about David, but she decided it would be better if she didn't tell them he showed up in her backyard last night, which she herself had thought was quite strange. Her ears still rang with the numerous times lockers had been slammed in her face today. She was just so lucky to be given a locker right between two kids who had some sort of vendetta against each other since first grade when one stole the other's cookie their mom had made for them on their half birthday, and neither could be convinced to just freaking let it go already after about eight years since that "unforgivable" crime. On top of that, she'd completely forgotten there was a huge test today in math which she hadn't studied at all for. And it didn't help that math was her worst subject. And as if all that wasn't enough, the entire school day she had to cope with the image of her bloodied up dead body that she'd been just so blessed to see in a vision. To see it from another persons body was just plain freaky. And if this vision was anything like the ones when she was younger, it was likely to come true. That worried her the most.

Soon her thoughts became tangled with each other and the lyrics in her music, and the next thing she knew the bus driver was rambling on about the last stop and started coming down the aisle way towards her. He was a short, round man, with a face only a mother could love. Well, that was, if his mother was blind or delusional. Lily saw his mouth moving at an astounding pace, his jowls jiggling with the fat that clung to his neck. But no sound escaped his mouth. She saw his eyes grow wide, his jaw now hung agape. A pungent smell entered the air, and a red liquid dripped from the man's neck at a sickening rate. Lily frantically looked around the bus but no one was left on it. And soon the whole shell of the vehicle began to deteriorate; rust covered the metal frames around the windows. The blood now engulfed the driver's body, and he gurgled out something that sounded like, "Do you really know who he is?" Before Lily could ask, the driver fell to the floor with a thud, and the windows shattered, sending glass straight towards her. Just before it hit her face, reality came back to her, and she awoke to find herself sprawled out on the bus seat. The bus was empty except for her.

"Hey. Miss, look, I gotta schedule to keep, you can't just stay on the bus."

She sat up.

"Look kid, I can take you back to the stop next to the boardwalk but that's as far as I can go."

"Umm… Yeah, sure… Tha-that's fine."

Great, now she'd missed her stop too. And these visions were getting worse. Could this day get any better?

She spoke too soon. Not even a minute after she got off the bus, it started to rain.

* * *

It was cold, wet, and an all around ugly day. Her cell phone battery had died about half an hour ago. It didn't really matter though, Jeremy wouldn't pick up, and neither would her parents. The sun was about to set and she figured it was around seven o'clock. Lily sat on a bench on the outskirts of the boardwalk, watching the rain fall all around her, drizzling from the overhang of the walkway that shielded her from the weather. The setting sun left an orange cast to the horizon, and the streetlights began to light, one by one, signaling the beginning of the night life in Santa Carla. The carnival lights were almost mesmerizing, reflecting off the rain puddles in the streets and the glassy ocean water. A cold wind blew in from the coast, Lily shivered and pulled her jean jacket around her. This was turning out to be one of the worst days of the year. If not her entire life. She had no ride home, no money for a cab or bus, no way of contacting anyone(pay phones were out of the question). And just when the sun had set and Lily was at the peak of her despair, he showed up. Leather jacket clad, and motorcycle roaring, there he was, in all his glory.

David sat, straddling his rumbling beauty, a vintage Triumph, by the looks of it. Lily sort of had a thing for motorcycles. Especially the old ones. He smiled, revving the engine just a bit, for affect. The nearly full moon sat low in the sky tonight, blotted out by purply-gray clouds, which reflected its light stunningly. The wet streets glistened, and the whole city seemed to be illuminated unnaturally, but wonderfully. The rain fell in perfect rhythm, catching the silvery moonlight in each drop. He was soaked, but didn't seem to mind. He smiled his extraordinary smile, and laughed low as he stared up into the sky for a moment, then looked at Lily, and cocked his head to the side a little.

"Need a ride?" His smile glowed.

The scene was old, like that of an old love story, one every girl has always dreamed of being caught up in, one that they know they have little or no chance of ever being in. Lily beamed, returning his smile. She knew this was her one chance. She'd never seen him this happy before, the last times she'd seen him he'd seemed so remote, almost unfeeling, like he was harboring some huge burden or grudge. And now, she couldn't help but be happy around him.

She stood up, "Yeah, that'd be great." She laughed almost nervously, looking around at the rain. "Guess I have to, don't I?"

"You did promise."

"Well, I don't remember actually promising…but…"

"Close enough." He said nonchalantly, smiling again.

He patted on the open space on the seat behind him, gesturing for her to get on. Lily breathed in deep, and walked to him, ducking out from underneath her rain shelter, and feeling the cool water run down her face. David watched her, as she got on.

"Hold on." he said over his shoulder. She wrapped her arms around him.

He gunned the engine, and the motorcycle sped down the road, and slowed a little as they turned toward the colorful lights of the boardwalk. The wheels hit the wood planks of the walkway, suspended over the beach. It was surprising how many people were still outside at the carnival in this weather. It was just like any other day to them, only a minority of people weren't here tonight. What can I say, Lily thought, we lived in a diehard party town.

"Where are we going?" Lily yelled over the roar of the engine.

"Anywhere." He replied.

The motorcycle slowed to a stop in front of the wooden stairs to the beach. "Ready?" He asked.

She hesitated. This was kinda crazy --setting aside the fact she had no idea where they were headed, and she barely knew this guy-- but she liked it, the thrill.

"As I'll ever be."

He laughed a little. Then revved the engine, and they were thrust forward, bouncing down the stairs, the wheels spinning as they hit the sand, sending it flying. The wheels caught and they were off again, racing down the midnight beach, the lights dancing on the calm ocean water. The rain began to stop, now just a warm mist. They rode down a straight away, the beach was open, the beach was theirs. Lily pressed her cheek up against David's back, gripping him tighter as the bike sped up. Underneath the thundering engine, and the wind whipping past them, Lily could hear a softer noise, a thumping. She listened closer. She could hear his heart. It was a cool feeling, to say the least, to hear someone else's heart beat, so close to her own. She suddenly felt a bit more at ease with him; he seemed kind of like the protective type, and she liked that.

Lily relaxed a little, sitting back in the seat, and watched the ocean speed past. She looked back, at the spray of sand behind them, and at the boardwalk, that was pretty far away by now. The bike turned to the right suddenly, veering away from the water, and towards a patch of forest up ahead. It was a rough ride, through the narrow clearing s in the woods, and the sharp twists and turns of an old trail. David seemed at ease here, like this place was his trail, like he'd been here a lot before. Finally the thick foliage opened up to a cliffside across from the old lighthouse, overlooking the water.

They sped dangerously close to the edge. Fear began to rise in Lily as the drop off drew nearer and nearer, she held her breath as the cliffs end was only feet away. David slowed the motorcycle, and pulled it into a sharp turn, as they skidded to a s

top, parallel to the edge now. He cut the engine, and the cliff was suddenly silent, and serene. He turned towards Lily.

"You okay?" His laugh sounded more like a scoff.

"Um yeah, I think so." She smiled nervously.

David helped her off the motorcycle, nearly lifting her off without any assistance from Lily.

"Enjoy the ride?" He asked.

She laughed, nodding yes. It'd been her first actual motorcycle ride because of her parents strict rules and lack of friends with working bikes. She had enjoyed every minute of it, the adrenaline rush it gave her. Her fear of not being in control of it just seemed to slip away. She made a mental note of getting a motorcycle when she finally got out of the house after high school.

She smiled, looking down, and brushed the hair out of her eyes, feeling sort of shy all of the sudden. "That, uh," she looked up at him, "was my first time on a motorcycle, you know."

"Really?" He asked, looking intrigued.

"Mmhmm."

"You don't seem like it. You seem a bit more…," He paused for only a second, "…experienced."

Lily smiled, looking away, the phrase was a bit suggestive, but she didn't think he really meant anything by it.

There was silence for a moment, the two standing side by side, David leaning back on the bike a little. Lily gazed out over the cliffside into the beauty of the night sky, the stars barely had time to start shining, and if you looked closely you could still see the low lights of the sunset clinging to the water's end. Lily slowly strolled closer to the edge, looking back over her shoulder.

"So…What's your story?" She turned and posed the question, raising an eyebrow ever so slightly.

"My story?" he scoffed, "Well, my dear, there's a lot to tell, isn't there?" He paused, looking thoughtful, "Where to begin?" he mused.

Lily, watched him for a moment, then glanced over to a hill-like rock formation on the edge of the cliff, she sauntered to it, and sat on its rim. "Well, you could start with how you came to live in Santa Carla…."

"Hmm, I could?" he said very dryly, almost sarcastically.

"Or you could at least tell me why you were at an abandoned home in the middle of the night…and how you suddenly showed up in my backyard the next night, when you hadn't even got my name yet, how you found me." She pursed her lips, and turned her head towards him at the perfect angle, looking very innocent.

David made his way over to the rock she sat on and rested his elbows on it next to her.

"I already told you. I have a way of finding things."

"Now you see, you just can't be like that, or otherwise our relationship isn't ever going to go anywhere other than mutual acquaintances," she said, all in one breath.

He chuckled low, "Relationship?" He turned towards her, smiling, "Well, while we're criticizing each other's behaviors, I think you take things too seriously."

Lily's smile turned into a grin now, as his did. She sneered, "Too seriously?" She laughed, "You haven't even had time to get to know me."

David leaned in closer to her, she didn't back away, "Well, maybe I want to get to know you," He said as his smile faded a little, and he tilted his head towards hers more. Lily held her breathe, as his eyes caught her in a trance, he looked as if he was about to kiss her. She could feel his warm breath against her cold skin, she could smell its sweet aroma. His eyes flicked down to her lips, or was it her neck he was glancing at? Lily was caught up in those eyes, that swirled blue and green and rocked like the wild ocean below them, just like how there was a certain wild light to those crystal orbs.

David pulled back abruptly, not far, but enough to end the moment. Lily criticized her earlier words in her head, maybe she's come on too strong, but sometimes she just blurted things out without thinking it through and regretted them later, she thought to herself. She got wrapped up in her thoughts, and barely noticed when David said, "Sorry," softly. She supposed he must have noticed her silence.

"No, no… I mean, you didn't do anything. Sorry, just me and my big mouth again." She laughed, embarrassed, as she felt her cheeks blush.

He smiled a little. David looked like he was thinking about something, then he turned and leaned his back against the rock, sitting next to her. They both watched the sky, and there was just silence for a little while. The waves crashed against the shore, and the wind passed gently through the tree branches rattling the leaves, as the breeze carried along the smell of salt water and the beach. It was so calm up here….almost like it was separate from the world… a getaway… Lily thought. Her mind drifted towards home, and she remembered that well, absolutely no one knew where she was. She gasped out loud, and David turned towards her, the look on his face seemed like he was genuinely concerned if she was okay. Just the way he acted made her feel safe around him and she didn't quite know why. "You okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, I just remembered that, um, well, none of my family knows really knows where I am right now…" Probably not the best choice of words…she thought as she saw him raise an eyebrow, "I really should give them a call or something…My parents still freak if I stay out too late without telling them. I mean, I'm freaking old enough to take care of myself, but whatever… what time is it anyway?"

"Probably around nine," he sighed.

"Yeah…I should probably get home…" She was reluctant to go. Another crappy Monday had turned out to be a really great day and now it had to end.

"Hey, you want to get something to eat first?" Or maybe it didn't…

"Umm… well, I mean I don't really have any money on m-"

"Don't worry about it. Dinner's on me." He smiled his brilliant smile again, and Lily couldn't resist.

"Um, yeah. Alright. That would be great."

David got up and walked to his motorcycle, Lily tagging behind. He swung his leg over and got on, revving the engine. Lily got on behind him, and wrapped her arms around him, and they were off, heading back to the boardwalk.

When they got back, David helped her off the bike again and gently placed an arm lightly against her back.

"Come on," he said, "I know a great Chinese place."